thanks mate. the teachers were more impressed than the students but thats ok
its true those are all really nice poems, talk about hiding your talent under a bushel
i actually really like this oneLook, it is imperative that we explode
and dainty in the weeds, your corrolary
returning. Sent spinning on that
strict axis. Foot planted
and into pastoral. Profuse
clover, and buttercups,
and the telegraphed wink.
So the Events occur
not one after the other.